By Belinda

 In the countdown to my trip to England, I will land there 6 weeks from today!

 One of the things I decided to do was have copies made for Rob of some of the old family photos I have--and while I was doing it for him, I made extra copies for other family members. 

 They were ready today and after picking them up I gave Brenda her set of 32, 8 x 10 photos. As we sat at the kitchen table looking at them together, I realized that I will have to number them and make a chart to go with them, explaining who it is that is on each of the photos as Brenda did not of course recognize the faces, some of them in photos taken 90 or more years ago.

 But there was one that she picked up and said, "Mom, who is this?" as she stared at it,"Those are my cheekbones, and my jawline."

It was a photo of her great grandmother; my father's mother, Lucy Cater; taken in about 1920, that she was looking at. I had never noticed the striking resemblance before. Brenda is beautiful, but I always wondered where she got her features from. Looking at the face before us in the photo, we both had the strangest feeling. It was Brenda's face!

 How cool!

Comments

Brenda B said…
Thank you for the gift of our family history mom! It is particularly meaningful right now! Love you!
7:41 AM
Anonymous said…
The resemblance is remarkable. Funny - my mom found a picture of my great-grandmother (my dad's grandmother) and I looked so much like her. I wish I could say it was the same wonderful way that Brenda did - reflecting the beauty - but it was the hardy highland lass, looking a bit like a character from Herman comics. In fact strangers would stop me in town and ask if I was my dad's daughter - as I looked so much like him. Yikes. My mom is beautiful - dad, not so much. So I guess genes go either way - ha ha. Yet - the photo is precious. Gives you a touchstone - and lays to rest the notion that all children seem to have from one time or another - that I was adopted. I'm sure the photos will be treasured over the pond as well.
4:19 AM
Belinda said…
Anonymous, yet again you made me laugh out loud, and Brenda too. I am sure that you have some of your mom's beauty or at least that you are a handsome woman!:)
6:00 PM
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